Can I Touch That?

News, Views, and Confused

2010-08-11T13:57:00.000-07:00

Now, this blog is new and has grand total of 1 (one) champion who refuses to comment. However, this blog (unlike other blogs I may or may not be writing) is all about me getting the attention from viewers, and viewer feedback, and hopefully viewer contribution! So, should I have a Xtube video section and include some hot and naughty videos from the internet underworlds.

Also, thanks to Google Docs, I found the grand total of three entries that I had posted in a previous reincarnation of this blog. Should I post them or not? Ritesh Deshmukh, I'm looking at you!

Weird Crush Alert : That Muscled Steroid Desi Guy in Adil Omar video

2010-08-11T13:40:00.000-07:00

Now, this guy only appears for like 3 seconds in Adil Omar's new video, but his cameo is the highlight of the video for me! And I appear not to go for the muscled steroid dudes, but who am I kidding? Given a chance, I shall pounce on them!!

Oh look at those veins!

Top? or Power Bottom? I can't make up my mind!

He probably condescends upon condoms and safe sex, and is probably into musky man-smells

The video also included a portly Tariq Amin! Hello there, peyto!

Sexy Paraphernalia : Or how I'm slowly turning into a Chelsea randh!

2010-08-07T02:10:00.000-07:00

I shall continue the Zaheer story, which isn't as interesting as the information that might be useful. In the meantime, I went out again today, with a couple of people. Perhaps more on them later. But I added another piece to my collection of slutty/sexy paraphernalia. Well, actually this addition makes it TWO! But its a start!

The first one, as I have talked about, is my metallic cock-ring, which is still untested in the field. Here it is! I shall name it Billo if it performs well

Today I bought a leather bracelet, if you want to call it! I don't know what the fuck to call it! Shit happens when you blog when drunk! And ahh! another thing! i was drunk and in seedy places, but never was horny! Whats wrong with me! Anyways, here's my leather patta!

Oh man, it was such a great contrast against my white button down fancy dress shirt! And it definitely got a lot of people talking to me! And apparently, there are unsaid rules about it, which I found out later on! If you are wearing one on your left arm, it means your "top" or dominant, if you are wearing it on your right arm, it means you are the "bottom" or the catcher as they say here. Or if you wear on both your arms, it means that you are a "versatile".

The good thing was that the shopkeeper helped me put it on the left hand! Damn, that is excellent customer service! =D

Apparently the "Red" in these arm bands signify something which starts with a "f", then theres a "i", then theres a "s"........ But perhaps the red stitching is not indicative of that! Though, I will find out more when I wear it more, I suppose!

Weird Crush Alert: Hunterz

2010-08-04T06:28:00.000-07:00

I don't know why would anyone with a moniker like "Hunterz" would come on this list, but there you go! From the video "Manja Sohneya" with Veronica. Bald never looked so nice, and he has some "flesh" around him! Yummy!

.... and he also does some jazz-hands! yeah!

Sleaziness with "Zaheer" - Part 2

2010-08-04T06:06:00.001-07:00

So, there was Zaheer sitting next to me on the uptown C train! Its hot and humid, and the relentless mediocrity of NYC subway-walas made sure that we would be totally sweaty and perhaps hyperventilating! Sweaty and musky is usually not my charm offense, but it worked once. We were telling each other more about ourselves and I narrated my well rehearsed alternative life story of mine (which is not very different from my actual story but only different enough not for someone to track one down through facebook or simply a freaking google search – because we all do that, don’t we?)

Our small talk wasn’t awkward at all, and perhaps he was pleased by me “sir”, by which I kept on referring him to as! Anyways, the poor guy needed a break from the “family vacation” that he was on. So I decided to make it the sleaziest trip possible, given he was there till 9pm or so. No Eagles for you, mister, I thought to myself. So, we started out with something low key and something more familiar – cruising in a park! Also it was 1pm on a Friday, and there was nothing else I could think of! So there we were - in Central Park. After a bit of making out, we were sadistically looking to ruin others’ private time. One brush ruffled a bit when we approached in and three guys in their 60s emerged from it, going into different directions. We talked to the a short Mexican (yes, you know the kind) but it wasn’t fun and then we moved on to some actual sight-seeing for just a bit.

After a 5^th Ave walk, lunch and margaritas in NoHo, we went back to the sleaze trail. This time it was Chelsea! And the sleazy video stores (with glory hole booths in the back) run by Sri Lankans! I lost the novelty for it, or its just I was looking out for him rather joining in for the fun! I told him the process and kept on looking at all the dildos, jockstraps, cockrings, and surprising a nipple shaped from an actual porn star! And given it was exposed, it was disturbingly addictive to keep touching. However, I think he had some fun as he was seen to come out of a booth just after someone else exited the booth next to his! It was only a handjob, but it was good for him nonetheless. Though, I shall fulfill my duties as a mehmaan nawazi in just 20 mins. I then bought my second cockring, after I lost my last one (not in the field I must reiterate!). This was a leather one, rather than metallic one as my first one.

We then went to have a fantastic threesome. It is still early days in my threesome career but it was fun! Though Zaheer wasn’t as well endowed as I thought he would be, he was fucking hot when naked! Like Totally! Oh that lovely body hair! The guy that was hosting us was another great lay I had on my last visit, and it wasn’t a bad second one! The other guy is hairy as well, but a bit “stocky”. That wasn’t a problem for me because I love meat! Oh yeah! Without going into too much details, it was “sexy and hawt”. And, yes I forgot my newly-acquired cockring at his apartment (But I wasn’t distraught for two long because I found my metallic one merely days later).

Moving on, Zaheer wanted to check out the Bear scene, and we decided to check out the Rockbar in the West Village. They had a underwear party going on, according to his resources. We stopped by at Ty’s, which is smaller, cozier bar on Christopher Street. It was apparent that I would be bored a bit babysitting him because he was flirting all over the place! Now, I couldn’t be a free agent because I would not have enjoyed the fact that I would have him in the back of my head! Plus, as it was an odd feeling for me, he was the hot one, and I was the “grenade” (and if you don’t know that reference, please watch the awesomest show eva – The Jersey Shore). So I ended up doing some small talk and drinking down my Long Island Ice Tea. And the worst part of it was that Zaheer was flirting with “grenades” and then referring them to me, for keeping in touch with HIM! WTF man! I never gave out so many wrong numbers. WTF man! And he had to nudged out from Ty’s. If he was doing this, what he would be doing at the underwear party at Rockbar!

I checked my watch, and it was another 1.5 hours to his departure.

Sleaziness with "Zaheer" - Part 1

2010-08-02T00:40:00.001-07:00

So, I have decided to visit this relative of mine who lives in NYC, for the summer. And by summer, I mean August. I need to be away from my small town school, and as I have work to do still and am not going back home, this is a godsend! As I write this, this is my 5^th day here, and I have already done more wild things than I expected to do here! (with a fraction of work that I was supposed to do, alas)

OK, just a bit more background. This relative always bugged me to visit him over in NYC since he moved there last year, and even though I did come over occasionally, I have never stayed in the city for a longer period of time, as he insisted that I did! School was frustrating me, so I’ve decided to pack up my stuff and take up the offer! Of course, as is the case with most South Asians, I am not out to anyone I know (apart from certain people who I met through the gay network and they eventually became friends, but that’s another blog post). Also, another major thing happened in my last NYC trip! I actually went to another level to interacting with the gay fraternity: Finally got the balls to go to a Gay Bar! My First Gay Bar! Though I admit that the very first time I went to one of them, it was afternoon and it was totally empty! After I was content that there wouldn’t be raping or incessant hitting by some old geezers, I became much, much more comfortable with the concept to go to a bar at a more appropriate time. Then I was bored after a bit, then I wished there was some raping and incessant hitting upon by old geezers.

I became much more comfortable with the concepts of bars in that trip, and even managed multiple making-outs in my first happy hour! I was so proud of studness! Hence, I have decided to be more adventurous this time around! However, I cannot go all out! The relative is from the conservative side of the family, hence he would so rat on my ass if he found out about my Punjabi drinking skills, and hence cannot party out too often because that would lead to rumours of why I am not performing good enough academically, as I should have had. Yes, there are certain things that a former acha bacha cannot get rid of! So have to pretend to party/hook up judiciously. Party out once a week, I tell myself, and the rest of the week I would hook up/meet for a “friendly coffee” only during the day time when that my host doesn’t know that I was out sneaking out Arabs in his neighborhood. Btw, to all Arabs: you are front of the line, as we speak.

This last Friday was my first “day/night out”. It happened because I was trolling my “bear” site for some really nice eye candy, and then I noticed someone. Someone familiar. Someone familiar who was also in fucking NYC, or atleast the profile said that he was visiting NYC.

Everyone has one guy they have their eye on, when they are starting out in the murky world of gawking and interacting with random strangers online. This guy was one of the first 3 or 4 guys who provided me with a generic tempelate of a hunk, on whom we jerked off to. So even though, he might not be as hot as he was 5 years ago or so, the idea of doing him excited me to bounds! Not that I hadn’t approached him in my past life, I had! And failed! Many times! I was naïve, and didn’t know the basics of seducing (I still don’t know them, but apparently I’ve transformed from a cherub shabbily dressed horny boy to a someone who can feign coolness for 5 mins). I thought I had a chance.

So, with nonchalance I approached with a “Oh Hey There, Hows it going? Visiting NYC?” Routine. And when I realized that it was his first visit to NYC and he was dependent on some other people to be here, it was obvious that he would be a) nervous going out with anyone random, b) totally dependent on someone to take him around. So then I dropped the big bomb with the question “Oh where are you visiting from?” “Oh, I’m from there as well!!” “What a coincidence” “Lets share more pics”. And he was hooked! WOHOO!

But then, he started thinking about whether it worth it? Was it acting on an old crush! He might not be as good-looking as I perceived him to be. Also, I knew he was a) married with kids, because it was told to me by his b) boyfriend, with whom hooked up a few times, back home, and he told about how he awesome he is! But I had to get rid of all the qualms and had to get into it! I don’t fucking care if he was married and committed to a guy, because its my vacation, and its vacation!

Let’s call the guy “Zaheer”. So Zaheer was totally sold to the scenario that someone from his home town is going to show him around the nasty sights and sounds of NYC, and who understands how things work back home. So, I was introduced as the friend of a friend to the cousin who dropped him off in the city from the suburbs. Though, the cousin wasn’t bright, so that wasn’t a hard sell. And we were off to the quickie sleazy NYC trip.

Oh btw, Zaheer was fucking hotter than I remembered him to be! The long sweeping hair might have been gone, but it was replaced with a short hair with a touch of grey! Oh man! And I could just sense his body hair trying to pierce through his A&F shirt! (That was a problem, a A&F shirt, dude! Seriously? Are you from the Punjabi business family demographic? At least, it wasn’t Ed Hardy)

Another Dawn... O Fuck! Its Too Bright!

2010-08-01T23:08:00.000-07:00

I have mix feelings about re-launching this blog, because I don’t know if I really want to put it out there! But then a part of me wants me to do so! Perhaps I want this to be a collaborative effort. It would be best if we just start the damned thing without any expectations!

For some odd reason, I decided to delete the few entries I put had up on the blog. However, to quickly recap, I’m just a normal bi/gay desi “fresh-off-boat” guy in America who came here for his studies. Though I was aware of my sexuality back home and actually indulged a bit over there as well, it was only in America that I blossomed into a sex-starved little bugger! Though, there have been instances that I behaved like a good boy, but by the end of a couple of weeks of doing that, I became a horny elephant in his mast season: ravaging through bamboo fields for a cute latino! Anyways, this blog would chronicle some of the events in my and perhaps some other people’s lives.

So if you want to contribute to the blog, feel free to contact me!